Chapter 17

As Mikayla laughed, tears streamed down her face.

Images from her previous life of being beaten, cursed at, and tortured at the mental hospital flashed before her eyes.

In the flashback, the hefty caretaker had gripped her by the hair, forcefully pulling her away and causing her only bowl of plain soup to spill.

They would even forcefully pinch her mouth when she refused to take her medication, shoving handfuls of pills down her throat.

Mikayla always thought it was the mental hospital deliberately tormenting her to please

Jerome.

Little did she know, the demonic woman from the previous life was Kylie’s relative.

So, all the misery she endured in the mental hospital was orchestrated by Kylie.

Thinking about the abuse she suffered and the torment from stomach cancer, Mikayla wished she could immediately strangle Kylie.

Why did she have to be so cruel?

Jerome, who clearly loved Kylie so much, had even sent Mikayla to the mental hospital for the former’s good.

Why wouldn’t Kylie let her go? Why did she have to harm her?

Jerome looked at Mikayla on the floor.

Although she had suggested keeping the audio call on, he still worried that something might go wrong, so he followed her up.

Unexpectedly, he witnessed Mikayla attacking someone as soon as the elevator doors opened.

She lay slumped amidst a chaotic mess of fruits, her eyes vacant, her body seemingly devoid of strength.

Though her face showed a smile, tears flowed incessantly, as if she had suffered some painful and tragic ordeal, radiating endless hatred and resentment.

Strangely, Jerome’s heart didn’t fill with anger at her madness. Instead, a dull ache

serthed within him:

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just considered going to help Mikayla when he heard Kylie weakly calling

and the red marks on her neck from Mikayla’s grip, Jerome instruct ed the woman who was standing there in

the first ald kill.

down and then

her arm. “Get

and as he pulled at her arm, it was as if

a

come up here to apologize? What’s with this

voice. Her eyes began

felt a

with

hoarse, and her

brows tightened further as he

life over this?”

first aid kit!”

you trying to

at that moment, carrying the

up, but

own, adjusted her clothes, and walked away

wanted to chase after Mikayla to find

let out a stifled groan of

that Mikayla was the one responsible for the

complete stop. “Shall we go to the hospital?”

Kylie shook her head. “I’m

fine? Another inch deeper, and it

was that person just now? Why did she

faint smile. “She might have

You’ve been bullied like this, and you’re still defending her.

Kylie said to the round–faced woman, “Aunt Agatha, please go back for now. If there’s anything, we can

didn’t want to leave, but she could tell it wasn’t appropriate for

need someone to look after

left, Jerome asked Kylie, “What just happened?

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